Chapter 265 retreat

With a sigh, a figure and a light. In front of him, a man in white turned his back to himself, looked stunned, and looked at the suddenly appeared back in surprise.

"Ximen Fengxie!" Suddenly seeing this figure, the archbishop did not feel any surprise, but looked at Long Poxing and said lightly with interest.

"If I remember correctly, this should be our first meeting!" With an evil smile, the archbishop said that he was very interested in the dragon breaking the star.

Ignoring and ignoring him, the sudden appearance of Long Poxing just looked at the archbishop indifferently, and then slowly walked to the arrogance lying on the ground and looked down at the guy who seemed to be dying.

"Hey, get up. Don't pretend to be dead here." In everyone's shocked, surprised and puzzled eyes, Long Poxing smiled and kicked a dog-like arrogance.

"Well~~~~" The proud extinue, who had been pretending to be dead, snorted in pain. The dragon broke the star kicked heavily but was unusually and strangely, and every foot fell on his painful hole, making it impossible for him to continue to pretend to be dead.

He opened his eyes helplessly and looked at Long Po Xing with an angry look. He expressed his unusual dissatisfaction with what Long Po Xing did for him. Didn't this inexplicable guy see that he had been looking for opportunities?

"Why, do you still want to fight with me?" Long Poxing smiled indifferently. If this guy continues to lie down like this, I'm afraid that the people in the Tibetan Sword Villa will die, and he may not be able to find a chance.

"Ya, who are you?" Without buying the account of the dragon broken star at all, Ao Mie almost jumped his feet and asked, which meant that he was angry and corrupt. He suffered this injury in vain!

"Brother!" Aomei, who was beside Ao Mie, looked at her suddenly lively and energetic brother with a surprised face and shouted.

"Stupid sister!" Aomei smiled bitterly and touched Aomei's forehead, which was full of doting. Her parents died early. Now their brother and sister can be said to be dependent on each other.

"Young master, you~~you~~~" On the other side, the burial stared at the arrogance that suddenly got up. You couldn't speak for a long time. This scene was too unexpected.

"Thank you for your hard work, sir!" A few steps to the burial, he bowed respectfully, showing a trace of apology.

"Ha~~haha~~~ I understand. No wonder the old farmer will make such an explanation, haha~~ Good~~~ Great!" Looking at the arrogation in a daze, he returned to the funeral and laughed a long time later. The doubts for so many years were finally solved today.

"If I die one day, remember that no matter what the child does, you can't blame him!" This is the old owner's instructions. He has always understood and is very confused. Now it seems that the old owner has known this for a long time!

"Master, you are hiding it from me!" Thinking of the old landlord, two lines of turbid tears slipped down the corners of his eyes. When he looked at the arrogance again, there was undisguised relief and joy in the burial.

"Next, leave it to me, sir, just watch with them." With an apologetic smile, he said in a deep voice. When he looked at Zhao Yang and others, there was a strong murder in his eyes.

"How is it possible? It's impossible. How can you be a waste?" Looking at the arrogance of getting up as if nothing had happened, Zhao Yang's face changed tragically. Anyway, he didn't expect this to happen at the moment.

At this moment, Zhao Yang's brain is a little unable to turn around. How can he become a young man who exudes elegant temperament between his hands and feet?

What he couldn't figure out was why the other party had such a terrible posture in front of people for so many years.

You should know that although the people in the village have not said it to their face in recent years, they have secretly despised this young master. In the eyes of everyone, what qualifications does this waste have to be the young owner of the villa? What qualifications does such garbage have to sit on the heads of everyone?

Gradually, many people have different intentions. It should be said that the ambition of being suppressed when the old farmer was alive has expanded again. Even if there is no magic attack today, there will be a disturbance in the villa in the near future.

"Ha ha, waste!" Arrogant smiled and shrugged his shoulders. What he has done over the years has indeed lived up to this name.

"I'm a loser, so I have to ask you." Senran smiled and stared at Zhao Yang coldly, "My Ao family was originally prosperous, but look at now, except for me and my sister, who is still a direct descendant of the Ao family present!"

"You said I was a waste, but if I were not a waste, how could I live to this day?" Looking at Zhao Yang, Ao Mi sneered, "Do you really think that I have no doubt about this?"

"Many of the dead Ao's people are indeed dying. Even if there is an accident in external practice, it is common sense, but even so, the number of Ao's people is decreasing little by little." The arrogant expression was extremely indifferent. "I have to say that your methods are so smart that people can't find any flaws."

"But you don't know that no flaw is the biggest flaw!" Looking around, he looked proudly at the people present, with lingering sadness in his eyes.

The people present listened to the arrogant narrative, first with doubts on their faces, then shocked, and finally the anger of leaving. Over the years, the people of the villa have looked at fewer and fewer people in Ao's lineage, which was really anxious in their eyes.

Today, when they heard the arrogant narrative, they set off a terrible wave in their hearts. In the past, no one suspected that someone secretly attacked Ao's veins and tried to subvert the villa.

The results of the investigation did not find any abnormality. Over time, although this matter has become a mental illness for everyone, since the possibility of hidden damage has been eliminated, it can only be stared and there is nothing we can do.

It's just that unlike the rest of the villa, the descendants of these generations of the Ao family have always kept an eye on their hearts. When it comes to the generation of Ao Di, it is even more straightforward. What Ao Di shows in front of people is the appearance of fooling and waiting for death.

Who cares about such a person? The majesty of the Ao's line has been reduced to the lowest in the generation of Ao Destruction. As long as it takes a while, I'm afraid that it doesn't need to wait until the Ao Destruction death, and the people in the dark will jump out by themselves.

This is a strategy. It is a last resort. Only in this way can arrogation make people ignore their own existence and continue to strengthen themselves secretly in order to wait for the arrival of that day.

Magic religion is a change, a change that no one expected, but because of this change, those who are not loyal to the Tibetan Sword Villa will emerge under the pressure of life and death.

"So, you have been tolerant all the time!" After listening to the story of Aomui, even if Zhao Yang's old plan has a deep chill, he even has a little blessing on the arrival of the Demon Sect, otherwise I'm afraid that he will really know life and death at that time.

"In order to deal with you ambitious guys, this forbearance is nothing." Ao Mie sneered and looked disdainful, "It was in vain for your ancestors to save your ancestors from others. I didn't expect that you didn't want to report it. Unexpectedly, you still want to destroy the Ao family!"

"Well, since ancient times, you have become a king and failed. It's only your ancestors to accept our ancestors." Zhao Yang replied with a sneer, not guilty at all.

"Okay, don't talk about it here anymore!" Glancing at Zhao Yang, the archbishop said lightly that he did not have that leisurely about the kindness and resentment of the Tibetan Sword Villa.

Looking at the arrogance, the archbishop was surprised. He didn't expect that this weak-looking cowardly man even cheated himself. Previously, he had completely ignored the existence of the other party.

"I actually have this mind at a young age. It seems that there are really many talents in the world." The archbishop smiled and completely ignored the arrogant cold eyes. To tell the truth, although the other party is very strong, there is no suspense against himself.

"Since the former emperor was able to defeat your demon leader, today I am proud to defeat you, the archbishop." Arrogant stared at the archbishop and suddenly said, his words were full of confidence.

"That's a good thing, but it's a pity that you don't have that strength." The archbishop smiled indifferently and said lightly, "Look, if I want, you are dead now."

While talking, the archbishop has stood in front of the arrogance, and one hand has been placed on the arrogance's chest. As long as he exerts a little force, the arrogance will definitely die.

"Damn!" There was an undisguised shock on the discolored proud face. The cold light flashed between his hands and cut through the archbishop's figure. Unfortunately, it was just a remnant.

He turned over and retreated incredulously looking at the archbishop who was still standing in place, with a trace of panic in his eyes, and the gap in strength exceeded his imagination.

It was not until this moment that he personally experienced how horrible the smiling archbishop was not far away. At that moment, he almost thought that he had fallen into the endless dark abyss, and no matter how hard he struggled, it would help.

The shadow of death enveloped his heart. Until now, he couldn't believe this fact. For the first time in his life, he felt what was called powerlessness and fear.

"Is it fun to bully children!" Long Poxing, who had been standing next to him holding hands to watch the play, smiled faintly, as if he had responded to the archbishop, and suddenly appeared beside Zhao Yang.

"Kho~~~~"

In the crisp sound, everyone saw Zhao Yang's neck bent to an incredible extent, and then the murderous man casually threw Zhao Yang out.

When he died, Zhao Yang's eyes never changed. He never thought that he would be killed so easily at this moment, and there was no suspense that he didn't even have time to react.

"Look, if I want to kill someone, you can't help it!" The murderous Dragon Broken Star returned here, looked at the archbishop who had never changed his color on the other side, and said with a smile.

"You are really like a rumor, not ordinary arrogance. You dare to kill people in front of me, and you also kill people who have just defected to me." The archbishop's eyes flashed and looked at the calm dragon broken star. It was not that he didn't want to do it, but that he had a more important task now.

"Arrogant also has to have arrogant capital. Unfortunately, I happen to have arrogant capital. What can you do for me!" Long Poxing provocatively and looked at the archbishop's eyes with a trace of sarcasm.

That means self-evident. I'm the one who killed you in front of you. How can you bite me?

Looking at the hateful expression of Long Poxing, the popularity of the demon religion trembled all over. Once upon a time, someone dared to provoke them so much. I was simply tired of living.

Several of them wanted to rush out to take action, but as soon as he was about to start, he was stopped by Feng Zaiyang, the second bishop standing in front of him. He, who had fought with Long Poxing, deeply knew how horrible the seemingly harmless young man in front of him was.

It is no exaggeration to say that except for the archbishop standing here, the rest of the people who stand here can only be killed by the other party even if they rush up.

"What are you doing!" Several people who were stopped looked at Feng Zaiyang with anger in their eyes, "I can't stand being insulted like this."

"If you go, you can't come back." Feng Zaiyang sighed softly, with a trace of fatigue in his sigh, "The strength of that person has exceeded the limit you can think of."

"Feng Lao is right, so you all give me peace." The archbishop glanced at these people, "Before doing things, use your brain and rush up before you can figure out the situation. That's looking for death."

"Yes, Archbishop!" These people may still have a trace of doubts about Feng Zaiyang's words, but the archbishop has never doubted his words.

"It seems that you have settled down this muddy water." The archbishop turned his head, and the air around him accumulated little by little, as if he was ready to do it.

"It seems like this!" Long Poxing shrugged his shoulders and looked flat. "Actually, I have wanted to fight with your archbishop for a long time. If you want to do it, I don't mind accompanying you!"

As soon as the air restrained, the archbishop's face changed, thinking about whether to take action at this time. After about a dozen breaths, the archbishop's tense body loosened.

"You won!" After saying this, the archbishop turned around and left. At this time, the biggest possibility of the war with Long Poxing is that both sides will be defeated, and even these magic elites he brought will be lost.

He couldn't afford such a price, so after weighing it, the archbishop resolutely chose to retreat, but the beam with the dragon breaking star became deeper and deeper.

The demonic people behind the archbishop left. Those traitors of the sword-hiding villa looked at the people of the villa wary, especially arrogance, and carefully followed the demonic religion and left.

However, there was one person who did not move. This person was none other than anyone else. It was the young man who was brought up by the burial - Qiyuan. His surname is Ao, and Ao destroyed the same surname.

"Big Brother!" After the demon people left, Ao Qiyuan came to Ao Mo and shouted.

"Brother!" Ao Mu patted Ao Qiyuan on the shoulder with a smile under the stunned gaze of the funeral and others.